The
gentle morning breeze caught the gossamer threads casting Grayson and Griffin
in flight soaring above Bluegate and beyond…Lila watched the spiderlings drift
along the currents of air that had taken them from the cattail by the side of
the pond. Grayson and Griffin were together at first, but as they rose into the
space above the water Lila saw how the air currents began to draw them apart. A
spiderling’s journey was one that may begin in tandem but would very quickly transfer
course with the slightest change in the air current. In that moment, Lila
shifted her attention, for these times of thanatosis were also when she could
retreat into quiet reflection. As an observer of the lives of the beings around
the pond she was fascinated by the unknown expeditions that would whisk beings
away to unknown destinations and fates… Such was the case with Grayson, as Lila
watched him soar higher into the sky, until he had completely disappeared from
her view. Griffin had landed close by and was taking calculated steps to
discover his new surroundings. But now, Grayson was simply a memory, one that
Lila could revisit in her times of reflection about that first moment of Grayson’s
maiden flight when his gossamer silk carried him away from Bluegate.
Lives of the wild to wild lives; what can we learn from the beings that surround us?
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Saturday 7 March 2015
Wednesday 23 July 2014
Infrasonic
Halfway into her journey Myani was feeling the weight of her emotions as
the severed ties between her and Kingsley were becoming more apparent. They had been together at one time during the musth when tenderness and playful
interchanges culminated in a bond that she had felt prior to their encounter and
which carried on thereafter. Now although bulls may socialise with
non-natal family units they were often solitary beings and had few social bonds.
In Myani's case, it was an unusual circumstance that had put her in solitary existence, enhancing her deep yearning to be with Kingsley. She was at once the matriarch
but the drought years had broken her family apart.
As most herds had a dynamic social system that was fluid relative to social
and environmental changes Myani was able to connect with several kin-groups over
the years. She had sought new habitats over the seasons but with the years of
drought those kin-groups also broke apart maintaining the difficulty to bond
deeply. Some of the bonds within a herd would last longer than others and these
connections would shift for many different reasons. One of the most recent
kin-groups that Myani had merged with had been abruptly separated by human
threat.
It was a still night when she heard the low rumble of one of the older
females in her kin-group and shortly thereafter the piercing trumpet-blast from
young Kanja. It was a scream that she matched with her own powerful
trumpet-blast as she tried to rally the herd into mobbing the imminent threat.
But it was too late. She was paralyzed in the moment as the memories of her loss of Kivuli came flooding back.
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